Tender trapping

The place where Zhuo Wenlang treats guests is a Cantonese restaurant, which is opened in a certain hotel. The price is completely beyond the consumption level of students, but the taste is really good, a bit sweet.

According to Zhuo Wenlang, the wound on Ran Xu's hand is still not healed, so even if he wants to eat more serious dishes, he has to wait until later.

After hearing this, Ran Xu quickly waved his hands, and subconsciously continued: "It's ridiculous to always ask you to treat me. I will treat you next time." As soon as he said this, his face turned red.

Ran Xu knew that he didn't have enough money in his purse, so if he wanted to pay back Zhuo Wenlang's equivalent meal, it would be a little suspicious of swollen face...

"Or, I'll cook you a meal myself." After he changed his words, he was worried that Zhuo Wenlang would not like his cooking skills.

That's right, I heard that the consumption level in Hong Kong City is much higher than that in the mainland, Zhuo Wenlang is not short of money, he has never eaten any delicious food, and he doesn't care about his craftsmanship.

Ran Xu just wanted to find another topic to divert the topic, but Zhuo Wenlang showed a smile on his face: "Really? It seems that I have a good fortune."

The man's expression was very sincere, not as if he was perfunctory.

Zhuo Wenlang's expectant look made Ran Xu unconsciously get serious, even he didn't realize that his thinking had completely gone astray with that person, and he even seriously thought about what to cook to make him happy.

The chatterbox was opened, Ran Xu relaxed, and even the dishes on the table became more delicious.While chatting with Zhuo Wenlang, he let go of his belly and feasted on the dishes on the table.

Zhuo Wenlang was not as serious as he imagined at the dinner table, and he didn't say "you can't talk about food". On the contrary, he would take the initiative to ask Ran Xu about school and professional courses.

During the meeting, Ran Xu told him about changing sponsors.

"I really don't know what they think. What did they ask me to do?" Perhaps because he was full, Ran Xu's tone became more lively, and he complained to Zhuo Wenlang unconsciously, "I can't do anything about outreach. I don't have any experience, if I say something wrong, it won't just cause trouble for Senior Lin."

"No, didn't you say that your new sponsor is a cultural and creative brand? It's entirely possible that their person in charge thinks your design is very special, so they want to meet you." Zhuo Wenlang shook his head. Picking up a piece of paper, he suddenly leaned over and wiped the corner of Ran Xu's mouth with the paper.

The man's movement was so sudden that Ran Xu froze there.

"Sorry." Zhuo Wenlang smiled, and showed Ran Xu a small piece of yellow soup on the paper towel, "Seeing that your hands are not convenient, I will do it for you."

Ran Xu stared at the napkin, blushing from his cheeks to the tips of his ears, he stumbled and didn't know whether to say "thank you" or "it's okay", anyway, he almost buried his head in the plate in embarrassment.

Zhuo Wenlang laughed twice, and didn't take this opportunity to tease him, but quietly rubbed the poor napkin while he was eating.

A meal is very satisfying, and the winter night is not so cold.

Ran Xu went back to school in Zhuo Wenlang's car again, and said goodbye to Zhuo Wenlang outside the school gate. It was more natural than before, and his smiles appeared more frequently... He began to look forward to the next meeting with Zhuo Wenlang .

In fact, Ran Xu considers himself a slow person, perhaps because of his past experience, he retains a bit of distrust for most people.

However, getting along with Zhuo Wenlang is like soaking in a hot spring in winter. When you first go in, you may feel a little uncomfortable, but as time goes by, the warm water will soon wrap your body, from skin to blood, and immerse yourself in it , On the contrary, he no longer wants to go out.

While reminiscing about the relationship between the two of them, Ran Xu walked into the school, but was suddenly hit hard on the shoulder from behind.

Ran Xu staggered, almost fell, and turned around to meet Sun Cheng's face, with a ruffian smile on his face.

To be honest, if a handsome boy showed this kind of smile, maybe some people would think it was cool, but Sun Cheng's face doesn't match the word "handsome" no matter from any angle.

With a typical square face, three white eyes, and high cheekbones, coupled with his overall temperament, he doesn't look like a good person at first glance.

Ran Xu took two steps back vigilantly.

This is on the way from the teaching area to the student apartment. There are still many students at this time. It would be unwise for Sun Cheng to cause trouble here.

Thinking of this, Ran Xu became more confident: "What are you going to do?"

"Hey, are you rushing like this when you come up?" Sun Cheng put one hand on Ran Xu's shoulders, "Hey, our good student, I recently found out that your tail is getting higher and higher... What, is it plagiarism before? The school didn't catch any evidence to punish you, so you just drifted away?"

"Don't confuse black and white." Ran Xu became even angrier when he mentioned this, he took a deep breath and told himself not to care about such scum as Sun Cheng.

"Oh, it's not because of this." Sun Cheng had a different smile on his face, he half forcedly took Ran Xu to the dormitory, and whispered in his ear, "Then let me guess why... ...Is it because of the rich money on the list?" He blew into Ran Xu's ear.

This breath made Ran Xu's skin crawl, and he shook Sun Cheng's hand away forcefully: "Sun Cheng! If you are sick, you are welcome to leave the school gate and take a taxi to the hospital. Don't talk nonsense here!"

Taking advantage of Sun Cheng's lack of reaction, he rushed to the dormitory at full speed, stumbling and stumbling several times along the way.

It wasn't until Ran Xu rushed into the dormitory covered in cold air that he looked up at Zhuo Minghui's face, and then he was relieved - Sun Cheng is a perfect interpretation of "bullying the weak and fearing the hard", as long as Zhuo Minghui is in the dormitory, Sun Cheng They won't mess around.

Zhuo Minghui was playing a game, when he saw Ran Xu rushing in, he frowned and took off his earphones: "What's wrong? Are you being chased by a dog or..."

Before he finished speaking, the "dog" followed into the dormitory with a fierce look on his face.

"What's going on?" Zhuo Minghui lowered his voice.

This young master is not the same as that kind of bastard student when he is fierce. The time he had a conflict with Sun Cheng and smashed the computer, although it had nothing to do with Ran Xu, he was still scared enough to be next to him—Zhuo Minghui had a belt on his body. There was a sense of banditry, and it felt as if he had really had the experience of using a knife or a gun, which did not belong to his age group at all.

When Sun Cheng saw Zhuo Minghui, he immediately faltered, but he was not reconciled to letting Ran Xu make a show just now, pointing to Ran Xu's nose and complaining: "Damn it, I just met him on the road, and I said I would go back home with him." In the dormitory, this kid just ran around like he saw a ghost."

"You've got it." Zhuo Minghui rolled his eyes, "Is this little lame guy able to run? It's not reasonable to make up nonsense... Stop babbling all day, shut your mouth, Quietly roll me out of bed."

Zhuo Minghui's words were still very effective. Once he finished yelling, the remaining three people in the dormitory did not dare to make a sound, and Sun Cheng ran to the upper bunk in despair and fiddled with his mobile phone, not knowing what he was doing.

Ran Xu's mobile phone is not a smart phone, and there is nothing interesting on it. He lay flat on the bed and began to think wildly, thinking about Zhuo Wenlang for a while, and Zhuo Minghui for a while.

He always felt that the differences between the two brothers were too great. For example, Zhuo Wenlang seemed to be from a scholarly family, gentle and refined, and extremely considerate... But Zhuo Minghui was on the other extreme, he was like A ferocious wolf, staring at the intruder anytime and anywhere.

Even if there are two people, one is the eldest son and the other is the youngest son, there should be no big difference.

This is strange.

Could it be that the two brothers didn't grow up in the same environment?Or in other words, who is holding back?